Just as Klein and Kaslana were trying to appease them, Stuart suddenly drew his gun and aimed at the back of Klein's head!

His eyes were slack, and his emotions seemed to have completely exploded.

While Stuart raised his gun to aim, Klein, who had been on guard for a long time, had already noticed that he fell forward almost indiscriminately with the opponent's movements, and threw himself on the ground.

boom!

Stuart, who was obviously emotionally out of control, pulled the trigger, and the bullet grazed a private detective's side face, hit the wall, and got in.

After a while, the rest of the detectives pulled out their revolvers in response. It seemed that everyone was an enemy, and the scene was chaotic.

Among them, Stuart and a private detective had flushed faces, protruding veins, and "flames" of fear and anger burning in their eyes, as if they had become so-called demons.

At this moment, Kaslana growled, "Stop!"

Her voice was not loud, but she was full of majesty, which made everyone present tremble and wanted to obey unconsciously.

The scene was quiet for a short while, but everyone's mood didn't seem to improve substantially. Klein had already rolled to another direction and stood up, holding his own revolver in his hand.

His thoughts turned sharply, he didn't care about hiding his secrets, and planned to rely on the ability of hallucinations to calm down several visitors.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Jingle!

Several private detectives suddenly turned smart, and their eyes became clearer.

The light doorbell sounded like a basin of cold water pouring over their heads.

Stuart looked at the revolver in his hand and murmured blankly, "What was I doing just now..."

The official Extraordinary made a move? Klein heaved a sigh of relief, held the revolver, and approached the gate.

As soon as he held the handle, the appearance of the person outside the door naturally appeared in his mind.

It was Isengard Stanton with gray temples, a thin face, wearing a deer cap and a black coat.

The big detective's face was a little pale, and his left arm was raised up near his shoulder.

He is fine! Klein was overjoyed at first, but then became cautious - he still remembered the incident where "Master Puppet" Rosago turned into a familiar policeman to swindle the door.

Klein pressed his finger tightly on the trigger, opened the door, and took two steps back.

Isengard Stanton smiled and nodded at him: "Thank you for your visit this afternoon, otherwise I might not be able to continue playing hide-and-seek with that demon after being injured.

"You saved my life."

This... Could it be that the correct interpretation of "it is appropriate to visit Isengard Stanton" is that going to him this afternoon can help him out of danger? What about the "suitable to visit" in the next few days? Stagger the murder scene and not be suspected? Klein was a little dumbfounded for a moment.

He did not let down his vigilance and got out of the way: "What happened?"

"Let's talk later." Essinger suddenly lowered his voice and laughed, "Do you want to discuss Extraordinary-related topics in front of Stuart and the others?"

So you just mentioned Extraordinary to me so naturally? Also, I was able to stand in a stalemate with the owner of the demon dog for more than ten minutes, which is enough to show that I am not an ordinary person... And I also provided advice on intentionally pointing at demonized animals... Klein quietly lagged behind Ai Singer Stanton two steps.

Seeing this great detective, Kaslana and her assistant Lydia breathed a sigh of relief, and Stuart and other private detectives also showed expressions of relief.

"Mr. Stanton, are you all right?" they asked one after another. JrNovels.com